street poetry | joshler

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i woke up the next morning,
feeling a little not right.
but i brushed it off,
because its probably just blurry.

i looked in the mirror,
and i asked my soul
'are you alright?'
i put on the glitter
that my soul
hides behind.

well, it wasn't actual glitter.
metaphorical glitter i guess,
but it sounded right.
i tried not to forget the words running through my mind.

i dashed out of the bathroom and
back into my bedroom, snatching my notebook before plopping onto the bed.

this was the notebook from before;
the one with the songs,
the one from yesterday.

i quickly jolted down:

'look in the mirror
and ask your soul
if you're alright,

put on the glitter
that your soul
hides behind'

i began to hum it,
trying to figure out the tune of my new song.

but then i had felt him,
creeping up on me.
my anxiety, my fears, my loneliness. blurry.
i angrily tried to block him out,
pounding my forhead and
letting out muffled cries.

but then i got it;

'you're in my mind'

i looked around my room,
with an expression almost of proof;
as an 'i'll show you'.

and that's when i shakily sang aloud.
"i'm singin'
you're in my mind.
i'm singin'
la-da, la-da, la-da, la-da, la-da, la-da,
la-da, la-da, da."

and the more i would sing la-da, the louder and more raspy my voice got.

i rarely talked around anyone,
and only sang when i was alone.
because I'm not really sure i like my voice,
but its all ive got against blurry.

i decided to stay home today and work on this song,
and maybe get some rest.

xx